常常托着下巴，凝望深邃的夜空，痴痴地想那星星上是否有一条美丽的花街，街上处处弥漫花的馨香，处处撒落花瓣的泪滴。想那花街上是否有一双美丽的眼睛也正凝望夜空，看那星空下漫瓣着悠闲的影子。时光交错，心事浩渺，如梦如幻。在灵犀相通的一瞬，往事被写成了粉红、莹白、 Often holding his chin, staring at the deep night sky, journeying to think that if there is a beautiful star on the street, the streets filled with fragrant flowers everywhere, everywhere scattered drops of petal tears. Think of the street that there is a pair of beautiful eyes are looking at the night sky, watching the star with sky leisurely shadow. Time staggered, mind vast, dreamy. In the moment of consonance, the past was written as pink, white,